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[wild_caroc]

Is there anything as tragic as the desire for greatness combined with the knowledge that one is not capable of it?

I'm sure there is, but that does have a certain poignancy

Comments

[firiel2004]

There is a fine line between tragedy and irony. How does one KNOW one is not capable of greatness? Perhaps you are, but you THINK you arent. Hence, irony.

[dreamsinrainbow]

That feeling certainly is one of tragedy. But is it certain, is anything really?

[wild_caroc]

Are you referring to the certainty of the poignancy? I meant that merey as a turn of phrase, no different from saying "a particular poignancy" or merely, "it is poignant".

Nothing is certain outside of definitions (x=x is certain, for instance, but it tells us nothing about the world). But there are things that are probably enough that it is rational to treat them as certain- the existance of the world for instance.

[dreamsinrainbow]

I was more refering to the certainty of truely knowing the future. One my guess, one may divine many possibilities, but how are we to know if one will come to pass. How therefore can we be certain of what the futur holds.

And then, filling in the missing spots in my above statement. "But is [that knowledge] certain, is anything [of the future] certain really?"

Perhaps that explains what I mean more clearly.

[obsidian_t_k]

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